"...ah, that poor thing," Blake murmured as he watched how Ashton nearly passed out due to how much he was laughing.
It wouldn't be wrong to say that he's feeling a tad bit of pity towards the Celestial God.
It's such a bizarre thing to see, a human mocking an actual God blatantly in the face without suffering repercussions. Ashton had the god dancing on top of his palms all this time and the god couldn't even do anything about it.
He was completely outclassed and outsmarted in the battle of wits. And the one who defeated an ancient being like him was none other than a creature whose age doesn't even come close to a fraction of his.
What a truly humiliating defeat. But such a feat may never be replicated as easily if it wasn't Ashton who does it.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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